I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 809: Welcome the new trial, start!
For the next two days, Yang Fan's time was arranged to be a bit full.
New student reports, dormitory arrangements, and also, were successively invited to visit the city's main palace, the headquarters of the Budo Association, and the Association of Spiritual Teachers in Beijing.
Among them, two eighth-level martial emperors were cured in the city's main palace.
At the headquarters of the Budo Association, two 7th-ranking Wudi, three 8th-ranking Wudi and two peak Wudi were cured.
In the Association of Spiritual Teachers, two nine-level spirit emperors and a peak spirit emperor were cured.
Don’t ask why there is no emperor-level strongman between level one and level six. The question is that cultivation is too weak. In the war that year, it was not directly killed in battle, or later exhausted vitality in the process of healing, and died old. Too.
This is a sad story.
Fortunately, there are still so many high-level emperor survivors in the two major associations and the main city mansion, and there are only three more emperor peaks.
In addition to the four half-step emperors of Jinghua Wuda University, the current Jinghua City is definitely one of the safest cities in the entire Federation.
On this day, Yang Fan felt the dawn.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he was pulled by An Sheng and ran out.
"Brother Fan, please have a little bit of energy, will you start the orientation test?"
Yes, Beijing Huawu University’s annual orientation test is a different kind of opening ceremony for freshmen.
Yang Fan rubbed his eyes and saw that An Sheng’s running direction turned out to be the gate. He couldn’t help but wonder: “Fat, how to run to the gate. Shouldn’t you go to the playground or the gym to gather together before the trial begins? Will there be a meeting?"
International practice, before any activity starts, don’t school leaders need to make a serious statement, add a little energy, and announce the trial rules in advance?
Now they mean to run directly outside the school in this way. Don’t tell him that if he is a big student, he doesn’t even have a place where students can gather for a meeting.
"Have a hairy meeting!" An Sheng said without a word: "Last night, Vice President Ye has issued a notice. The freshman trial has been officially started from 0:00 this morning. Let our students learn according to their private wisdom. The system prompts you to participate on your own."
"If you didn’t have to sleep, and you slept so hard, we even laid a noise barrier in front of the bed, we don’t have to wait so long."
"Now, although the students may have already left the city to reach the designated trial site!"
An Sheng gave Yang Fan a contemptuous look.
This lazy guy, who slept in the dark at night, even had a face to teach him to work hard, even at night.
Really, only Xuzhou officials set fire to the people, and they were not allowed to turn on the lights. How could they look like a master!
In fact, when Xiuwei has reached their current state, there is no need to go to bed on time and on time every day. Under normal circumstances, even if they don’t sleep for a minute for half a month and a month, they won’t have a half. Are you tired?
But what is going on with Yang Fan, and how does it feel like he was in Wuhua School in South China?
More than that.
You say you go to sleep, why do you want to install a noise barrier, you are not afraid of monsters attacking the city in the middle of the night, you can’t even hear the alarm?
A little vigilant, is there anything?
An Sheng vomited in his heart. Yang Fan felt something. He glanced back at the little fat man. The fat man was a little swollen. He dared to talk to the master like this.
Does the master do anything, do you want to explain it to a little apprentice?
Really, how can this kid experience the pain of a long-time depression patient who has been sleeping for a long time?
He doesn’t even know that now Beijing Wuda University has more than four super-masters in the half-step royal realm. He feels safe, and he doesn’t need to worry about the invasion of foreign enemies.
So, what's wrong with arranging a soundproof shield, is it wrong to sleep well without interference?
As for the orientation test, who would have thought that the leadership of the Beijing Wuda University did not follow the rules and went straight to arrange everything on the private intellectual brain, did these people sleep at night?
I wanted to give An Sheng some small lessons, such as a mental stab or something to give him a long memory. However, it is considered that this kid has been waiting in the dormitory for his loyalty without leaving early, and first Spare him this time.
The communication signals in the major regions of the Federation have been restored as the spiritual tides have been completely stabilized as early as yesterday afternoon.
Now, normal video communication can be conducted in the same area.
Yang Fan opened his personal brain, and saw that there were some unread information tips.
Trial time: three days
Trial location: 500 kilometers north of Jinghua City, Cangyan Mountain.
Trial goal: Hunt all monsters and beasts in the mountains, and rescue fellow captives.
Trial rules: none
Trial rewards: Hunting points and rescue points can be directly converted into school credits, ranking the top three, doubling the points, several high-level elixir, several high-level exercises, and obtaining the qualification to enter the Lingling Hall once.
Remarks: There are no supervision teachers in this trial, and all students should travel cautiously and be at their own risk.
Good.
Simple and clear.
Except that the last comment looks a bit cold-blooded, nothing is unacceptable.
Sure enough, the university’s trial tasks are indeed much crueler and more interesting than the kind of greenhouse trials that they experienced in high school when they were completely protected by their teachers.
Hunt the monsters and save the compatriots.
This is the real test of life and death, very pragmatic and more meaningful!
Yang Fan does not have any cowardice in his heart. He likes the novel Welcome Ceremony like Beijing Huawu University. Although it is cruel and may even be bloody, it is the best way for all freshmen to re-understand the essence of this world. Experience!
"Isn't there three days left, don't worry!"
Yang Fan, the old god, calmly appeased An Sheng on the ground. He had clearly felt that the kid’s mentality was very frizzy now.
Of course, Yang Fan understands this feeling very well.
Well left behind.
Well, it was like when he was traveling with a tour group before, when he was at a certain spot, the tour guide and all his companions all got on the bus and left, leaving him alone at the spot. A state of panic and confusion.
"Brother Fan, three days seems to be a long time, but don’t you see that the trial location is 500 kilometers away from us, depending on our current journey, can we get there in three days? It’s a big problem."
An Sheng's eyebrows stop, and he can't worry.
Schools arranged this so that they obviously wanted to waste most of their time on the road.
Originally, if it weren’t for Yang Fan’s snooze, like other students, they might have some hope if they set off from zero insult.
But now, I hope this is a little bit overhanging.
Yang Fan also frowned, and asked softly, "Is there no airship?"
An Sheng said: "Not to mention the airship, even ordinary psionic cars and psionic motorcycles are not allowed to use, everyone is all relying on their strength, relying on body skills or mental power to rush on their own."
"No?" Yang Fan glanced at the information on the watch puzzledly and said: "Isn't there no trial rules, why can't I use transportation?"
An Sheng smiled bitterly: "Yeah, there is indeed no clear rule that transportation can not be used, but the school has already greeted the major commercial banks and the family in the city. In the next three days, no one is allowed to be Students provide convenient transportation."
Yang Fan is speechless.
What is this, rather than that, you simply make it clear that the rules can’t use transportation, why shouldn’t you come up with so many routines?
"Qian Qian and Chu Feiyun how many of them?"
When I left the school gate, I saw that there was an empty place outside the school gate, and there was no figure of a student. Yang Fan couldn't help asking An Sheng.
An Shengdao: "They have already set off early after zero."
"Brother Chu's cultivation skills are slightly inadequate. If you rush to the road, you will inevitably encounter some dangers on the way, so I will take the lead and let Qianqian walk with them, so that they can take care of them."
Yang Fan nodded, that’s not bad, after all, some senior masters should have what they should be.
Chu Feiyun, Duan Xiaorui, Zhu Yuchen and Jin Wenze are four of them. The highest level is only the Grand Master's realm, and they venture out of the city, and they have to travel 500 kilometers all the way. If they are not accompanied by strong men, basically It's no different than finding death.
Especially in the current situation where monsters and monsters are messing around, even if the king-level travel is not necessarily safe, let alone these martial artists Wu Zong.
"So, the 500-kilometer ultra-long-distance march should also be a test for these freshmen."
"If you want to reach Cangyan Mountain safely and quickly, unless you are a small group of students who already possess the power of the king, if the rest of them do not fight together and advance and retreat together, they are definitely looking for death."
Yang Fan seems to understand the intention of the school leaders.
However, now I want to hold a group, and want to start with the big troops, the two of them obviously have not rushed.
It is already around eight o'clock in the morning. In the past eight hours, those students may have flew hundreds of kilometers away.
Defining the direction, Yang Fan and An Sheng rose and flew out of the north gate of Jinghua City in a moment.
Standing at the gate of the city, Yang Fan looked up.
The mist in front is voluptuous and unclear, and the human eye cannot see the detailed scenery thousands of meters ahead.
"Brother Fan, let's go!" An Sheng hurriedly urged beside him: "If we hurry, we can't even drink the soup~IndoMTL.com~ Yang Fan turned his head and glanced at this unconsciously The fat man glanced softly and said, "Relax, follow as a teacher, you can be full of food everywhere, not hungry! "
As he said, Yang Fan summoned Xiaohong in the pet space.
Oh!
The sound of an eagle cry was extremely loud in the ears of the two. As soon as Ying Siyuan came out, his wings fluttered, and he swooped soaringly, and finally landed steadily. Yang Fan's left shoulder.
"Master, you finally released me, and I'm so boned that my bones are about to rust!"
Ying Siyuan greeted Yang Fan kindly, and the king's breath flickered away.
An Sheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly raised his hand and patted his head.
I'm going!
My pig's head, how can I forget this big bird from Brother Fan, there is this big bird, at a distance of 500 kilometers, count as a hair!